So this is the definition of live.. No mics, no amps, all acoustic even the sneezing and hacking in the background. Man, I love my job.

Please stay tune d for more live music and joy

If you want to donate to the cause, please do

this is what living a dream looks like!

THE ROSE is one of my long time favorites. I bet none of my sisters can listen to this without harmonizing😎😎

FVG

oh my gosh! What a cool afternoon. I saw former students, colleagues and current friends. I met new people, got lots of ego boosts and earned a bit of cash.

To get an idea of how much fun I had, watch the action on my guitar

thanks to all who visited my booth

The-best-laid-plans-of-mice-and-musicians….

the-estate-sale-has-been-postponed

still-on-for-garland-street-fair

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Hope to see you there  3:30ish-7:00ish if all goes as planned

Well this is one of those good news bad news situations.  The estate sale that was scheduled for 8/8/2015 has been postponed for reasons beyond my control, So I wont be performing there tomorrow.  That’s the bad news.

The good news is that now, you wont have to decide which of my Spokane performances to attend that day.  Please come by and see me at the  Garland District Street Fair.  I’ll be starting close to 3pm and playing until they make me stop which might be as late as 7pm.  I will be playing my guitar and singing away somewhere near The REVOLVER and SPOKANE ANIMAL CLINIC

So while you wont be able to see the famous garage from “ONCE I WAS THE WIND,” I will still be looking forward to singing a song especially for you.

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I See Myself in You

I see myself in you

We are the same

I see that we are complicated

Judgmental and kind

I am proud of you

Because we are of the same universe

We are on the same team

If you win even if by sacrificing

My chance for victory

We win

I see myself in you

We are the same

I see that we are vain and childish

We are full of life and we are joyful

We are vengeful and clever

Forgiving and naïve

We are not cut from the same cloth

We are each but threads in that cloth

Which cannot be torn

I see myself in you

Because I am you

Frankie Valinda Ghee

This is more from the estate sale this morning in Spokane.  Did you see me?

This was a great idea!  Think of me for your next garage sale or event.

Today, I got to sit in the bright beautiful light of Spokane’s South Hill.  The shoppers and passers by were very kind.  I love this kind of gig.

There is a lot of background, traffic noise and talking, but that’s how you  know it’s live!

If you find yourself on Spokane’s South Hill on Saturday morning, come on by. The lady who owns the house is super nice and has wonderful things to sell. I’ll be singing away in the yard and would love an audience.

The Estate Sale/ Concert

location: corner of 15th Ave and Bernard St

duration: 9-11:30 or so for me

price: free to listen and shop but you might find something you want to buy

supporting the arts (that’s me) and your neighbors (kinda me again): priceless (well, priceless to me😀)

let’s go ahead and make this about me…😛

Frankie

I love singing acapella in a room with crazy acoustics.  This was pure serendipity.  I wrote this song about 12-14 years ago back when I was studying music at Eastern Washington U. I sang it with a simple cello accompaniment for my junior recital. Today it seemed perfect because it is so calm and still today. I’m feeling peaceful.

You don’t need to watch the video. It’s for listening with less distraction.

ONCE I WAS THE WIND

ONCE I WAS THE WIND AND I SAW EVERYTHING THROUGH A DUSTY, IMPATIENT HAZE

I MISSED A LOT OF LIFE BECAUSE I NEVER STOOD IN PLACE

ONCE I WAS THE WIND

BUT NOW I’M ONLY IN A DAZE

ONCE I WAS A FIRE BURNING CONSTANTLY FOR HOUR AFTER HOUR

I NEVER LOVED THE SIMPLE LIFE

MY LIGHT WAS FAR TOO BRIGHT

ONCE I WAS A FIRE

BUT NOW I’M ONLY LIKE THE NIGHT

(chorus)

AND AS A RIVER I RUSHED TOO MUCH

AND AS A SPARROW I FLEW TOO HIGH

I NEVER GOT TO SEE I WAS MEANT TO BE

ONCE I WAS A FIRE

BUT NOW IM

I’M ONLY LIKE THE NIGHT

ONCE I WAS A SONG AND EVERYONE HEARD THE WORDS EXCEPT FOR ME

I RAMBLED ON AND ON AND NEVER HEARD A SINGLE THING

ONCE I WAS A SONG

BUT NOW I’M ONLY LIKE A DREAM

(Chorus)

ONCE I WAS A SONG

BUT NOW I’M ONLY LIKE A DREAM

(bridge)

SO IF I SEEM A LITTLE SAD, MY FACE A LITTLE LONG

IT’S JUST BECAUSE I’VE STOPPED PRETENDING

WHO I AM IS WRONG

ONCE I SANG A DREAM

BUT NOW I ONLY DREAM THE SONG

AND AS A RIVER I RUSHED TOO MUCH

AND AS A SPARROW I FLEW TOO HIGH

I NEVER GOT TO SEE I WAS MEANT TO BE

ONCE I SANG A DREAM

BUT NOW I ONLY DREAM…..